Libby Davis

“We can't behave like people in novels, though, can we?”
― Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence

“This harsh little man — this pitiless censor — gathers up all your poor scattered sins of vanity, your luckless chiffon of rose- color, your small fringe of a wreath, your small scrap of ribbon, your silly bit of lace, and calls you to account for the lot, and for each item. You are well habituated to be passed by as a shadow in Life's sunshine: it its a new thing to see one testily lifting his hand to screen his eyes, because you tease him with an obtrusive ray.”
― Charlotte Brontë, Villette

“My life is a perfect graveyard of buried hopes.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“And, of course men know best about everything, except what women know better.”
― George Eliot, Middlemarch